Quieter fortnight, so a rare inward-looking one.
I’m closing in on four years in the industry this summer, and in this week’s review my manager used the word “senior,” as in “the trajectory toward,” and I walked out vibrating slightly. Then I reread this blog from #001 and did my own review. The kid who needed git reflog explained now explains it. The kid terrified of code review now runs them. But also: I still Google the flag order for tar every single time, still get imposter syndrome on Sundays, still write “fix” commits at 6pm. Maybe seniority isn’t the absence of that stuff. Maybe it’s just a longer list of things that don’t scare you anymore.
World patch notes, quickly: Google I/O is next week (rumors: a Photos service with free unlimited storage, and what’s the catch? The catch is you’re the training data, probably). F1 is heading to Monaco next week and the Hamilton-vs-Rosberg rivalry is the matchup the whole season demanded, telemetry and teammate tension at peak. And Charter’s buying Time Warner Cable, a consolidation case study I follow from a safe distance; my Chennai ISP delivers the same hold music with no merger required.
TIL: writing your own performance review from evidence beats writing it from memory. I had 57 entries of evidence. The streak pays dividends I never planned for.